Early next morning I slipped out, walking was awkward for I was sore, quite sore and more than a little ashamed. I had promised myself that having left boarding school...there would be no more of this sort of thing. Now less than two years later, that promise was broken and it was no use pretending that someone had forced me into it...I'd gone back with him knowing very well what he wanted to do with me...and I'd felt all the old excitement, all those sexy feelings take over and gone with him....and I had a girlfriend, once a week she'd spend the night...what would SHE think I wondered?
I tried to pretend nothing had happened, slowly guilt faded, the soreness eased...and ... I couldn't stop thinking about it, what had happened...I had enjoyed it...it grew worse, at intervals during the day I'd have to duck into toilets and masturbate as memories returned...all too often drawings and writings on the walls didn't help either, those young men portrayed in those positions....they could have been me on that night...and it had been a long, long night as he did things to me that I thought I'd forgotten...but how could I...just thinking about them...made me randy again. It began to get bad, at odd intervals I'd find myself recalling a particular event, distracted from everyday tasks, this began to annoy..but more and more the memories came back, at night, I'd lie masturbating, legs spread wide and hips raised...for thrusts that never eventuated. It was no good...there was only one solution. I knew the Pub where we'd met, it was well away from my usual haunts...so perhaps if I returned on the same day of the week one evening?
I timed my arrival for around 9 pm...nervous and with that hollow feeling in my tummy, I tried to look casual as I moved to the bar. Then from the corner of my eye, I saw him seated alone...I paused indecisive but as I did so saw him rise and approach
"Hello...I was wondering, well would you like to join me perhaps?"
Pretending nonchalance I followed him. Once seated we both began at once...both stopped, I took a drink....
"Been a month perhaps?"
"Yes..yes I think it has" silence
"I've been coming here most evenings...."
"Well, I didn't want to...but...here I am....feels like I'm on my first date again"
"Perhaps....you would like to...come back to my place then...?"
Again pretending to be casual I followed him out, up the familiar stairs and into the warm lounge, neither of us said a thing until I confessed
"Wasn't able to forget that night....had to see if you'd be there"
"Me neither, that's why I've been waiting"
I was hard and aroused...from the way he was looking at me I knew what he needed, no doubt about that, and I removed my jacket, then casually slipped out of my trousers, already naked he reached for my penis....I in turn found his erection and gratefully we stood facing one another...at last we had what both had been dying for this past month, neither wanted to hurry things either so we stood there slowly fondling one another
"God I've been wanting this badly"
"Me too....I haven't been able to concentrate properly...God this is nice, its making me so randy just standing doing this - how about you?"
"Yes, I've got that nice sexy feeling, I remembered how good you were at feeling me...and that was a problem too..we're both good at this..I might as well tell you...I spent about six years perfecting this...before I let someone...come into me.."
"Well, I had a couple of teachers, they became interested in me when I was about 11, very interested...some of the time was spent in their rooms...I enjoyed it though...and that's when I was taught how to do this - properly"
Yes, we were good together and I waited for his next move expectantly, now he began playing with my nipples...oh I love this bit I can actually get an erection from someone doing it...if I like him enough of course. Quietly he ushered me down the corridor to the bedroom, as we walked he felt my buttocks...this had the effect of making me go more slowly...I love it when someone feels me there...I've entered other boys of course and quite enjoyed them....but..secretly I've always preferred it when I have a man interested in what's between my cheeks...and that used to be quite often! Now .. I was on the market again, so to speak and boy was I excited. This time, lubricant was laid out ready...he'd been masturbating with it ever since...that night..and eagerly I tried to relax as he began to apply it...the feel of his fingers as they worked it into me had me hopelessly aroused, by now I was dribbling...his hands fondled my buttocks, felt my crack and again I felt fingers enter...it was as if he wanted to reassure himself...I was still available. Seizing his spare hand I pressed his fingers to my nipple again, and arched my back as they began their tease
"Oh God, look what a state I'm in...please, do it to me quickly....I need you in me badly..and after..you can have me ...for the rest of the night...promise...."
I felt myself being lifted and then lowered, once spread upon the bed he knelt beside me letting hands roam, feeling for his penis I urged hi towards me, parting my legs in unmistakable offering I raised my knees
"Come in, come into me, please.....I'm ready, so ready....just come in..."
My lover moved between my legs, lifting them further he paused to admire what he now saw, carefully he positioned himself and I felt the soft head of his penis between my buttocks
"Yes darling, just there, that's it...push, gently...there....there ...it's going in....I can feel it, oh, oh, oh God...I wanted this...so badly, do what you want to me now.....you know you can...God I'm enjoying this...deep now, yesssss, its better this time....much better even..."
In bliss I lay there as he pleasured me, I had a strong virile young man obviously enraptured by what I had and he was showing his appreciation in the best possible way, the bed was creaking and groaning to our sport, he took me as I lay helpless beneath him, dizzy with pleasure.....at some stage I called out and a wetness flooded my tummy...I remember him releasing me and rolling away...to return with tissues, gratefully I panted out my thanks as beside me he lay and idly traced fingers up and down my back....for a while longer we rested, as I continued to play with his penis...it began to harden once more, I was in no hurry now and neither was he so casually we faced one another making slow love...both were secure in the knowledge ...that a long, long night lay ahead....eagerly I parted my thighs as his hand began to wander....down there..."Yessss, oh yessss, please do it, like that...."